Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Mel Brooks rendition of "The Nac 2" by Jesus

rapper BLP Kosher. Let's take a comedic twist on this modern hit!

[Intro]
(Ayo, run it up, Rami)
Water, yeah
(Ki, you cooked this?)

[Chorus]
I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots
He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket 'cause he got dropped
I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I'm 'bout to pop
These people woke for nothin', they don't take no action, only talk
I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots
He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket 'cause he got dropped
I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I'm 'bout to pop
These people woke for nothin', they don't take no action, only talk

[Verse 1]
Steppin' in my moccasins, but I don't mess with snakes
I used to sin, but I won't mock a sin, I pray for better days
The opps gone, they had to relocate
M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I, they left the Sunshine State
Beef, I jerk the wheel and I buck the Jack Link and I rip 'em
Ayy, bruh, I go ham and I link 'em, ayy, bruh, I go ham, Lincoln
Sassy opps, I leave a tip and I tip a ton, no London Tipton
Forget that trailer park, I'll start an earthquake, no survivin' a visit
You push mongo, I push P's, you could kiss that chain goodbye
Them boys flaggin', Rob Dyrdek, I'm speakin' facts, they fantasize
I see an opp and I put that boy on Hall of Meat, that cracker died
And that ain't J, don't throw it up, you broke the code, disqualified

["The Nac 2" reimagined by Mel Brooks]

[Mel Brooks]
Oy vey, what a meshugana world we live in, huh? I feel like Dwayne the Rock, but
not the wrestler, the geologist! Johnson & Johnson shots, oy, that reminds me of my
uncle Morty's borscht recipe, it's a killer! He work with troll, I call him a bagel
in a blanket 'cause he got dropped. Oy, the only thing dropping here should be the
punchlines! I used to look out for them boys, but now they're mad I'm 'bout to pop,
like a matzo ball in bubbe's soup! These people woke for nothin', they don't take
no action, only talk. Oy, they're all talk and no schmear!

[Mel Brooks]
Steppin' in my moccasins, but I don't mess with snakes, especially not in the
Garden of Eden! I used to sin, but I won't mock a sin, I pray for better days, like
when my cousin Benny finally found a job! The opps gone, they had to relocate,
probably to Boca Raton! M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I, they left the Sunshine State